Morning class is over.

Xia Qinglian got up and prepared to go back to her residence as usual, but as soon as she took two steps, she was stopped by three women.

An ignorant and innocent expression appeared on her face: "Senior Sister Zhang, Senior Sister Qi, Senior Sister Ding, is there something wrong?" ”

The three women had silver medals on their belts, and they were all silver-level disciples, one level higher than Ruomei's.

They have often made things difficult for Xia Qinglian these days, but Xia Qinglian didn't pay much attention to them in order to avoid revealing her identity.

"Ruomei, why haven't you handed it over to us this month's spiritual essence?"

At this time, one of the female cultivators named Zhang Yun sneered and said.

"Spiritual marrow? What do you mean? ”

Xia Qinglian frowned slightly.

Another short and fat female cultivator named Qi Jun sneered: "According to the rules of Danxia Peak, all newcomers who come from outside the Eastern Cultivation must offer ten pieces of spiritual essence to each silver-level disciple every month. ”

"No wonder Zhou Mian said that you have dementia, you can forget it!"

The last female cultivator has the best appearance, named Ding Li, and is the leader of these three.

She stepped forward, smiling, but her voice was cold:

"Senior sister, if we pity you these days and don't do anything to you, didn't we misunderstand you and think that you can disobey the rules?"

Xia Qinglian remembered that Danxia Peak would give each outer disciple thirty pieces of spiritual essence at the beginning of each month, and she had just sent it once yesterday.

I think these three people want to rob Ruomei's spiritual essence.

Xia Qinglian felt a sense of absurdity in her heart, she originally thought that the Zhenyang Sect was just those core high-level people who were filthy, but she didn't expect that even the outer disciples were so bullying.

Qinglian Sect is known as the Demon Gate by the world, and the disciples in the sect also have conflicts and contradictions, but they are all divided into high and low in a head-to-head duel, but they have never had such a dirty act of bullying the weak.

Righteous Sect, hehe.

"What are you laughing at?"

Ding Li saw that Ruomei, who was usually timid and cowardly, showed a mocking smile, and immediately became furious, and reached out to grab her collar:

"You'd better hand over the spiritual essence immediately, otherwise if your delicate little face is scratched, I don't know how many senior brothers will be distressed!"

Xia Qinglian asked calmly: "You are bullying newcomers so much, can the senior brothers and sisters in charge sit idly by?" ”

Qi Jun, who was short and fat, laughed: "Ruomei, your brain is really broken?" The deacon sister who is in charge of us is Ding Li's cousin! ”

"Lin Qingxi?"

Xia Qinglian remembered that that day, Zhou Mian and Xu Chengfang had mentioned that the deacon disciple who was in charge of their group of outer disciples was called Lin Qingsu, and he was also the mastermind of killing Ruomei.

"It's not Senior Sister Lin, is it you? I was stupid, but now I'm a fool! ”

"Don't talk nonsense with her, take her out and train her well!"

Ding Li sneered, and the three of them dragged Ruomei's thin body out.

Many of the outer disciples next to them saw this scene, but they turned a blind eye, and they went out to eat breakfast or continue to sit down and cultivate, but no one stopped them.

Ding Li and the three dragged Ruomei into a remote wood, and Zhang Yun said to Ruomei with a calm face:

"Give you another chance, hand over the spirit essence, and we can make it a little lighter."

Ding Li said impatiently: "What are you talking about with her, the rock meeting of the Transformation God Peak will start immediately, hurry up and clean up and see the excitement!" ”

Xia Qinglian's eyes moved: "Will the rock start today?" ”

In the past few days, she has quietly inquired about the situation on the side of Huashen Peak, and the outer disciples will hold a rock meeting every month to test the physical cultivation method.

If Qin Cultivator wanted to evolve the Divine Peak, the rock would be an opportunity.

Calculate the time, Fujun and Su Su should almost arrive at Zhenyang Sect, today's rock meeting, will he come?

Xia Qinglian was thinking about it, when the short and fat Qi Jun looked at her delicate face, jealousy flashed in her eyes, and she slapped her:

"Tell you to pretend to be pure, little cousin!"

In the next moment, the fat body flew out upside down, and actually broke a big tree at the waist, and Qi Jun fell to the ground and groaned in pain.

Zhang Yun and Ding Li were both stunned, looking at Ruomei in disbelief, but seeing fear and consternation on that simple and beautiful face, they exclaimed:

"You—Don't come here!"

It was as if she was being beaten.

"Little cousin!"

Zhang Yun was furious and pointed at the sword, and the fingertips emitted a faint light, pointing at Ruomei.

"Don't hit me, please!"

"Ahh

In Ruomei's panicked pleading, Zhang Yun screamed miserably, fell to the ground and groaned in pain.

“？” Ding Li froze, her mouth wide open.

She drew her long sword and said to Ruomei: "What did you do?!" ”

Ruomei's little face showed horror: "I don't know, I don't know, don't hit me, please!" ”

"Ahh

Another scream rang out, and a moment later, Ruomei's hair ran out of the grove in a mess, covering her face and crying bitterly:

"Woo woo, why are you doing this to me? Woowoo"

The outer disciples passing by seemed to be accustomed to this, and some people looked at Ruomei's miserable back, shook their heads slightly and sighed:

"Senior Sister Ruomei is also pitiful, and she was bullied by Ding Li and them again."

The man next to him: "It's not easy for us to practice by ourselves, don't care about other people's tiles." ”

"That's right, let's go."

In the woods, Ding Li, Zhang Yun, and Qi Jun had blue noses and swollen faces, disheveled clothes, and fell to the ground wailing.

"Who, who's going to save us?"

Xia Qinglian covered her face and ran down Danxia Peak, and instantly regained her calm, her hair was neatly coiled, and she walked towards Huashen Peak with a calm face.

Danxia Peak is not far from Huashen Peak, and the monk's footsteps are only a stick of incense.

Xia Qinglian arrived at the foot of Huashen Peak, and saw a circle of people from a distance, three layers inside and three layers outside, and cheers came from inside from time to time.

This scene is completely different from the ethereal dust of other peaks, like a noisy market.

There were disciples of the major peaks around the outside to watch the excitement, and among them there were many female cultivators, all of them looked at the field intently, their eyes were bright, and some even blushed with shame.

I think this is the Rock Club.

Xia Qinglian felt strange, listening to other disciples say that the Rock of the Transformation God Peak was just an outer disciple to test the physical cultivation, how could so many disciples of the other Five Peaks come to watch?

When she approached, Ruomei's body was so thin that she couldn't squeeze in at all.

A cold light flashed in Xia Qinglian's eyes, and she stepped forward, and the monks who were blocking in front of her involuntarily staggered, they hurriedly stood firm, and when they looked back, there were only excited onlookers behind them, and they didn't find anything abnormal.

At this time, Xia Qinglian had already walked to the front of the crowd of onlookers, and in front of her was the scene of the rock meeting of the outer disciples of the Transformation God Peak.

She finally knew why the female disciples who were watching were blushing.

I saw hundreds of disciples from the outer sect of the Transformation God Peak standing in the middle of the field, and there was a disciple in the middle who was breaking through the rock formation.

The so-called Rock Formation is that dozens of disciples of the Transformation God Peak are holding iron rods and smashing the intruders one by one.

This level is a test of physical strength, and it is also the foundation of physical cultivation.

At this time, a male disciple was breaking through the level, and he was breaking through, but he took off his shirt and showed a strong muscle, and as he deliberately showed it, those knotted muscles were still beating up and down.

Immediately, the surrounding female disciples were coquettish, and their cheeks were flushed.

"This junior brother is so strong!"

"His flesh is so hard!"

Xia Qinglian's face sank, if her husband came, would he also take off his shirt to show these women?

(End of chapter)